#vanitas reaching under her dress without thinking about it and Kairi stopping him is funny and cute

[voidedgear]

Vanitas’ eyes narrow when he feels her hand in his hair, tilting his head back when her nails meet his skin. A small shudder passes through him and a thrill of excitement gathers under his skin. More than ever, he's becoming hyperaware of Kairi's body.

He idly starts gripping the fabric of her dress, wishing that it were easier to slip his hand under so he might feel more of her. He'd already tried that once, but Kairi had put an abrupt and definite stop to it the first time.

"I wonder what sorta—" But before Vanitas can continue to flirt more, Kairi exclaims her surprise and shoves him onto his back. He grunts, but lets out a short HAH!

He looks up at her, the halo of red hair surrounding her face as she glares down at him. Those beautiful eyes of hers are burning into him. It's a bit awkward to keep his hands on her back like this, so he settles for resting them on her waist.

"Not being able to read what someone else writes... sounds like a real nightmare, Princess," he replies glibly. "Most of them replied already. Why don't you read what they said and try to guess?"

He could easily get her off him, he knows he could. But he likes the sight of her above him like this.

The more that he kisses her and speak to her in that low tone, the more she melts into his hold. Even with that devilish look on his face, like he knows the right things to say -- he's totally got her under some spell! All for the very small cost of a bit of affection!

❝ Maybe you should get your own phone... ❞ Her own hand coming up to cradle the nape of his neck, raking her nails gently through his dark hair. Her own voice is saccharine as ever, especially each time she speaks against his lips. ❝ Then we could send each other pictures, and... when you're not here at night and you're all alone, I could call you and- and- we could stay on the phone until the other sleeps and... ❞

Then the bubble bursts when she registers what he had said. Kairi straightens and pulls back so she's holding him at arm's length. ❝ Wait, you did WHAT? Who did you send it to? What did you send!? ❞

Her cheeks get all puffy and she's already squirming in his arms looking over her shoulder at the phone laying in the sheets. ❝ I can't even read what they say if you used those words! ❞ Ah. She doesn't seem to recognize the irony of this, considering the pen incident. Instead she pins him down against the bed by his shoulders, straddling him.

❝ You better tell me what you said or I'm gonna be mad! ❞